Another Saturday night Geppetto’s space jam!
If you’re in the restaurant business, you know strange things can happen. Mysteries abound. Consistency is key but sometimes ways falter.
There are routines and places for everything… for good reason. Geppetto’s has patterns, processes and procedures which have been in place for decades. That makes change hard but I know now, without a doubt, that If you don’t put stuff away where it belongs… time is wasted searching.
Too many times to count, I’ve found that very important thing, whatever it might be, in the wrong place. Take my flashlight, for instance, I’d been looking for it for some time… I happened to look up while organizing dry storage and noticed it sitting on the ice maker. Somebody must have been looking for something and borrowed it. What they didn’t do… is put it back where it belongs. A question I ask myself quite often here is, “How did that get there?!”
The dough hook for our Hobart mixer hangs on the Hobart. After fifteen minutes of looking… where it shouldn’t be… I found it standing at attention on the counter between the Kitchen Aid mixer and and the Cuisinart. Not the end of the world, I know, but bewildering and a silly waste of time. I’ve come to find that anything can happen in this business and so as I searched I let my mind ponder the worst case scenario. I strategized and made a plan for replacement.
Tonight was busy, which is great. I am thankful for our dedicated and professional staff, faithful customers and exceedingly supportive community. As things were slowing down, closing duties began. I made my way back to the office for a cold drink and to check my email. Just then, Roger came in with a strange look on his face.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“Well, he said, James dropped a ladle down the steam vent on the pasta boiler and I’m looking for something to fish it out with.”
Sometimes a girl needs duct tape. Sometimes a good old wire hanger is the answer. I fashioned a hook and climbed up to have a look down the vent.
“I need my flashlight, Rog. It’s pitch black in there. It’s on the file cabinet behind my desk.” Thank goodness I had found my flashlight on the ice maker two days prior and put it back where it belonged!
Upon inspection, there wasn’t just one ladle down there… but four… and two pairs of tongs! The three forgotten ladles appeared to be old and as though they had been down there for a very long time. Likely, they represented a mystery disappearance of perhaps decades ago. The fallen ladles make sense because they hang behind the stove top just above and to the right of the steam vent. A push in the wrong direction and one could easily be gone, as evidenced this night. The tongs on the other hand… they are a mystery. They had to have been thrown… or perhaps they were dropped while attempting to retrieve fallen ladles.
Geppetto’s space jam continues. I wonder what we’ll look for tomorrow. Stay well and happy. We are one day closer to the end of this nightmare.